Little stander

It's almost too bad Wrennie doesn't have the helmet on anymore...she could use it these days. Everything is an opportunity to stand, and wipe out.

This is the "Oh hey mom, I see that you see I am standing up here."

The couch is her favourite place to stand because the leather is easy to grip and pull herself up. It's also the couch that is closest to the stereo that has exciting blue glowing lights.

Those little feet are too much. Always on the tip-toes. She will stand with her feet flat a lot more now, which means it probably won't be long until she will consider walking in a few months.

"Mmm...give the couch a li'l lick...pretend I don't have ulterior motives for being up here."

"Ohhh...the stereo..."

Yeah, as if she didn't know it was there all along.

"Must get to stereo...cruise to end of couch.."

"Closer..."

"How do I get from couch to table while standing on slippery paperback book?"

"Gaze sadly from afar."

She's good...but not that good...yet.